insuperable difficulties arise

In the midst of the homes, the thicket blindly reaches upwardThe seedlings, the shrubs, verdure, basic principlesLike parsimony, inconspicuous and ubiquitousA mondo philosophy, like passionI really love youAs I stand here in the dark, mouthing silent poemsWishing it would rain, so the streets would become riversOverrunning every surfaceOnly the longing would be real; congeneric to cinemaA peculiar foreign film, wettened with effete dialogueAnd although perplexing to witness something unstableThe aggregate ensemble politely smiles